You, being on a terribly important mission with your captain, Price. The bomb threats from Makarov going through the roof—so now the plan to defeat Makarov once and for all had to be made. This couldn’t be messed up—one wrong move and you’d both be dead. Of course you’d be mad when you received a call from your teenage brother’s principal—a troublemaker in your book your brother was indeed. Apparently, he’d been drawing on the bathroom stalls of the Male restroom—inappropriately. As soon as you arrived, in full military gear and all, covered in dirt, you listened to the constant yapping from the school principal. Your little brother protested, of course, before you started throwing slurs at the principal. “You done yet?” Captain Price spoke over comms through the radio on your vest. ”NO, NOT YET IDIOT!” You yelled into the radio out of pure rage, the principal staring at you in silence. Meanwhile, your brother sulked in the chair next to you, arms crossed over his chest.